"Fifth brother, I won't use this piece of ginger to defraud you of hundreds of salted fish, right?"
Sitting at an Eight Immortals table filled with wine and food, Dongwang Yang Xiuqing held a small piece of ginger that had been carved into the shape of a bullet with a knife, and asked Wei Changhui, who looked like a simple and honest man, dumbfounded.
After listening to Yang Xiuqing's question, Wei Changhui, who had just directed hundreds of cooks to finish the celebration banquet, did not answer immediately. Instead, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around again. He found that the worship hall had been converted into a banquet hall. Except for Yang Xiuqing, Xiao Chaogui, Shi Dakai, and Hong Xuanjiao who were sitting at the table, there was no one else in the lobby of the God's Association. Then he smiled and replied: "Fourth brother, they are all brothers, can I help you with this?" ?
What Bad Brother said makes sense. Only Brother Tian can use the magic to turn five salted fish into enough food for tens of thousands of people... If I don't help with this, I will lose the face of all of us. Including the King of Heaven and your..."
"Okay, okay..." Yang Xiuqing interrupted impatiently, "Lao Wu, you are just too honest and honest to take care of the overall situation!"
Wei Changhui smiled and said: "We are all brothers from the Kingdom of Heaven! Besides, I don't think my eighth brother cheated me. The "Hundred-Step Headshot" he taught me should be quite powerful, and it is exactly what we in the Kingdom of Heaven urgently need!"
Badi also said that the shotgun we use now is called a smoothbore gun in the sky, because the inside of the barrel is slippery, and the bullets tend to slip when they are sprayed out. The sealing is not good and air leaks easily, so it cannot shoot far. But as long as you slightly modify the gun, make it look like the ginger in your hand, and dig out a hole in the butt of the gun, it will be non-slip and leak-proof, and you can shoot far and accurately."
It turns out that the "Hundred-Step Headshot Bullet" taught by Luo Yaoguo to Wei Changhui is actually the Nessler projectile that appeared in the 1850s. This projectile has a lead skirt and a short tapered cylindrical appearance, with a A cone-shaped hollow is similar to the minie bullets that appeared in the same era and were specially used for rifled guns. It can also be regarded as a minie bullet for smoothbore guns.
The shotguns and muskets currently equipped in the Taiping Army are all smoothbore guns. If you can use the "Hundred-Step Headshot Bullet", you can maximize its power!
"Fifth brother, it would be great if this were true!" Shi Dakai on the side also had an attitude of not getting involved in the "house fight" in the God's family and focusing on defeating the demons, his eyes only staring at the "ginger bullet".
Yang Xiuqing smiled and simply handed the bullet model to Shi Dakai, and then said to Wei Changhui: "Fifth brother, you are really honest. Do you believe whatever he says?"
Wei Changhui smiled naively: "Eighth brother came from heaven. Many people have seen it with their own eyes, and he also has magic weapons in his hands that cannot be found in the mortal world! He also said that he and I were very good friends in heaven... "
Yang Xiuqing waved her hands and said with a wry smile: "Stop talking...since you believe him, let your craftsmen make some according to his example! Don't make all shotgun bullets, but also some shotgun bullets."
"That's your order!" Wei Changhui cupped his fists and accepted Yang Xiuqing's order, and then said, "Fourth brother, I will send someone to get it right away. I will definitely be able to make some within three days."
Yang Xiuqing nodded, then turned to Shi Da, who was studying the bullet carved from ginger, and said, "Yada, you have good marksmanship. Wait until Lao Wu's people finish that 'Hundred-step Headshot Bullet', then you can do it yourself Test it and let me know the results."
Shi Dakai quickly put down the "Ginger Bullet", then stood up and clasped his fists and said, "That's your order! Fourth brother, don't worry, I will test-fire it myself!"
Yang Xiuqing thought for a while and then turned her attention to Xiao Chaogui: "Brother-in-law, what do you think our new eighth brother is planning?"
As soon as he finished asking, the cheers of the Taiping Saint Soldiers came from outside: "Miracles, miracles...Long live the King of Heaven! A thousand lives of the King of the South! A thousand years of the Angel!"
This is Hong Xiuquan, Feng Yunshan and Luo Yaoguo distributing "salted fish and roast pork" to the Taiping soldiers of a certain army!
This is also a miracle!
"Five salted fish" roast meat, there are so many fish pieces that tens of thousands of people can eat one piece each, and they are not small. Isn't this a miracle? What is this?
So when vats of fragrant salted fish and roast pork with thick oily red sauce were brought to Hong Xiuquan's eyes, King Hong Tian immediately became excited. It was rare for him to go out in person and drag Luo Yaoguo and Feng Yunshan to feed the Taiping troops below. Distributed salted fish and roasted meat.
Today, the Taiping soldiers not only had salted fish and roasted meat, but also watched the "Sacred Chariot" and sang the hymn "A Man Should Be Strong". The Qing Yao on the other side was so scared that he ran away again. How could he not cheer? Thunder?
And to Xiao Chaogui's ears, the cheers... were a bit harsh. After all, Hong Xiuquan intended to replace his noble brother-in-law with Luo Angel!
However, Xiao Chaogui is not stupid. Although he is very angry with Luo Yaoguo, he is not willing to use Yang Xiuqing's gun to explore Luo Angel's background. However, he cannot let others think that he is giving in, so he gives his wife Hong Xuanjiao a wink. .
Hong Xuanjiao laughed: "Fourth brother, how about I go find out what the eighth brother is saying and ask him what he wants to do in the name of asking for lyrics for King Xi?"
Yang Xiuqing squinted her good eye, looked at Hong Xuanjiao, nodded and said, "Then it's Liumei's turn!"
...
When Luo Yaoguo returned to the wooden boat where he lived, it was almost evening. Su Sanniang did not board the boat with him, but took her female cavalry to a nearby stable to prepare dinner for Luo Yaoguo. So Luo Yaoguo pushed the electric car alone and boarded the ship along a quite wide springboard.
After parking the car, he pushed the door open and entered his cabin. As soon as he entered, he heard a sweet voice: "Badi, you are back!"
Luo Yaoguo looked up and found that his good sister Hong Xuanjiao, whom he had just met yesterday, was sitting on a chair by the window with her legs crossed and playing with an extremely precious solar power bank - the only one in the world. , this is also Luo Yaoguo's tool to collect the "essence of the sun and moon" for his magic phone. When he went out today, he put it on the window to bask in the sun.
I originally thought that no one could enter his cabin without his and Su Sanniang's orders, but I forgot that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom also had a female battalion manager named Hong Xuanjiao - the female battalion soldiers guarding Luo Yaoguo were also Hong Xuanjiao's subordinates. Of course, We can't stop her, the sweet daughter of God.
However, as soon as Luo Yaoguo heard Hong Xuanjiao's voice and the name she called him, he knew that the other party had no ill intentions, so he grinned and gave Hong Xuanjiao a fist: "Sister, you came just in time, I have something to ask you!"
"Looking for me?" Hong Xuanjiao looked at the thick-browed Luo Angel with joy, then smiled and waved, "Come here and sit down. If you need sister's help with anything, just ask."
"Okay."
Of course Luo Yaoguo would not refuse the greetings of a young, mature and beautiful wife who was four or five years older than him... not to mention she was his sister. So he walked briskly to Hong Xuanjiao's side and pulled him over. He walked over to a chair, sat down, and then... took out his cell phone.
Hong Xuanjiao felt a little strange when she saw him sitting next to her "playing with his mobile phone", so she asked: "Badi, what are you doing?"
"We're doing it," Luo Yaoguo said with a smile, "Sister, what I have in my hand is a magic weapon!"
"Magic weapon?" Hong Xuanjiao's eyes widened, "Oh, you don't want to use this magic weapon to take my sister away, do you?"
"Sister, I'm joking. This magic weapon is not that powerful. It's just..." Luo Yaoguo said halfway before suddenly changing the subject, "Sister, are you literate?"
Hong Xuanjiao was also stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Eighth brother, to be honest, your sister and I were not reborn well in this life. We were poor since we were young, so we don't know much about literacy."
Hong Xuanjiao is not Hong Xiuquan's biological sister. Her original surname is Yang, Yunjiao, and Xianjiao. She is a relative of Yang Xiuqing. She was born in poverty and naturally had no education. But she is extremely smart. Soon after meeting Hong Xiuquan, she became acquainted with The gourd painted ladle had a "god dream", and she was very good at telling stories. She was very good at deceiving and deceived many believers. She also didn't know how to get a big pervert like Hong Xiuquan to admit that she was God. The charming girl thus opened the door to the "diversity" of theocratic worship of God.
"You don't know much about literacy? Can you recognize these characters?"
Luo Yaoguo handed the phone to Hong Xuanjiao.
Hong Xuanjiao took it and took a look, and she really recognized it, so she read it out in a low voice: "In the second quarter, Xiao Chaogui's army attacked Changsha...1, Xiao Chaogui was seriously injured by a cannon?"
Thinking of this, Hong Xuanjiao's hand shook, and the phone slipped from her hand without holding it. Fortunately, Luo Yaoguo was on guard and caught it quickly.
"Buddy, did you write the words on this magic weapon? What do you mean?" Hong Xuanjiao had already reacted and started to ask.
"Sister, this is not written by me," Luo Yaoguo said, "it is a message he sent from heaven!"
As he spoke, Luo Yaoguo pointed the phone screen at Hong Xuanjiao again. On the screen, a man with a halo on his head, black hair and a beard, wearing a white robe and a red shawl, and a solemn expression appeared.
"He is..." Hong Xuanjiao looked at the photos on the phone screen and stood up involuntarily.
Chapter completed!